Broken Answers
Emptiness
is a friend of mine
A frozen hand
A frozen face
Cold, so cold this silent space
Who will you turn to when I am gone
loving hands
Or broken hearts
shattered feelings scatter round you
And all along you choose to lose
Emotional
When mirrors crack
Now wash away
your pain and graces
Cold, so cold this moving race
Remove your blues
Take off your shoes
sign on the line
Now this is it
Cold, so cold no turning back.
Untie your aching mind
And your sure to find
Broken glass rain from the sky
Broken answers in your eyes
Copyright © Emma Buckeridge | Year Posted 2011
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